Almighty bodyguard

Chapter 190 Five Bells, Bells

"Why did the master help me like this? Helped me resolve the killing karma, and gave me good fortune?" When Tang Linjun swept the bell with his soul, he found that there was nothing special about it, but he also wondered why the old monk Huikong helped him so much?Is it just because you are a cultivator?Just because I promised to help him deliver things?This reason is far-fetched.

"Your spirit sword is mine!" Hui Kong suddenly said something that shocked Tang Linjun!

"Master? You..." Tang Linjun opened his mouth in surprise. The green shadows he got were on those overseas islands, and according to what he knew, the treasures were at least a hundred years old.

"That's right, Master Huikong just said that he came to Guyun Temple to get a haircut after more than a few dozen years, and it has been more than 100 years. If you count the time, isn't it more than [-] years?"

"The name of this sword is Qingmo, and I also got it from the ancient ruins. Later, because I was abolished and lost my dantian, this sword was taken away by a Western barbarian at that time. The Western barbarian was full of blood and strength. In the later stage of congenital, he even has a demonic aura, after discussing with my master and brother, it should be a western demon cultivator."

"In the future, when you walk in the secular world, you must also be careful of Western demon cultivators. This kind of demon cultivators are born through blood inheritance. They are inherently powerful and cannot be injured by knives or shot to death!"

"Buddhism talks about cause and effect. If you have obtained my magic weapon, then you are a predestined person, and you are also my successor."

"Master!" Tang Linjun kowtowed again as a bachelor.

"Confucianism can be taught." Huikong nodded with a smile: "Bells, rings, green ink, before your strength reaches the Golden Core realm, you must not let the cultivators in the enchantment find out, otherwise disasters will come."

"Happiness and misfortune depend on the heart. The heart is like a mirror, and the mirror is not a stand. I'm going, take care of yourself!" When Huirong raised her head and smiled and glanced at Tang Linjun, her head suddenly drooped and she lost her breath.

"Master!" Tang Linjun prostrated himself on the ground, buried his head deeply, and did not raise it for a long time.

"Uncle Master, Benefactor Lin, Master Jing'an and Master Wuming are here!" A few minutes later, Du Zhen's voice rang outside the door, he didn't know that his uncle had passed away.

With a "squeak", the door was opened by Tang Linjun, and he clasped his hands together and said, "Master Duzhen, senior Huikong is sitting down!"

"What?" Watanabe was taken aback, and then quickly walked into the room, and a nun and an old monk followed behind him also entered.

"Amitabha!" After seeing Huikong's appearance, Du Zhen recited the Buddha's name with a long sigh, and Master Jing'an and Master Wuming also sat down together and began to recite the scriptures of rebirth.

The three of them had originally discussed the Tao with Tang Linjun, but now that Huikong had passed away suddenly, the discussion on the Tao could no longer be continued.

But the monks are just scumbags, and they have put aside life and death. Whether it is Duzhen, or the murderous Jisha, he didn't cry, but just chanted sutras with Jing'an and Wuming.

Tang Linjun didn't know how to chant scriptures, but he sat cross-legged in a corner and closed his eyes without speaking.

He could tell that Duzhen didn't treat his uncle Huikong very well. It seemed that the two of them were still not friendly, but Huikong was dead, and he gave him his inheritance. In Huikong's words He said that there is really a predestined relationship between the two, but this kind of master-student relationship only lasts for less than an hour.

Huikong must have been a monk for more than [-] years in Wutai Mountain and he is also an eminent monk, so the next day, people from many temples on Wutai Mountain came to mourn, and the deserted Guyun Temple became lively.

Tang Linjun still didn't leave. Since he and Huikong had this relationship between master and apprentice, he had to send Huikong for the last time. So until three days later, the ancient cloud temple erected a wooden pagoda and burned Huikong. Tang Linjun left after more than 100 relics were found from the ashes.

That's right, Huikong's ashes contained a total of 110 colored relics of different colors, which is an extremely large number among eminent Buddhist monks.

Relics, not just any monk will have them, it has to be mindfulness, karma reaches a certain level of cultivation, merits and virtues are complete, and can only be produced after the Dharma has been cultivated. Legend has it that when the Buddha Sakyamuni sat down, the relics left behind are Forty-eight thousand pieces.

The local Buddhist Association in Shanxi also came forward, and then made a fake pagoda, planning to put Huikong's relics at the bottom of the pagoda.

Tang Linjun did not take Huikong's relic. Although he wanted to study how the relic was formed, he also knew that taking it would be tantamount to profane Huikong.

Three days later, Tang Linjun placed an order at the Golden Pavilion Temple, staying in the Golden Pavilion Temple as a Buddhist who enshrines the incense Buddha. Mrs. Jing'an has also returned, but she did not come to see Tang Linjun. It seems that Du Zhen said something to her .But Tang Linjun didn't care, he just waited for the ancient martial arts gathering, and left after getting some natural materials and treasures. As for the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood, or entering the dragon vein of Wutai Mountain, he didn't think about it at all.

Fate is indeed predestined, but it is not unchangeable. For example, after someone is born, the five elements lack water, which is innate, but if his parents add a suffix to his name. With the words of water, or with some accessories about water, it can make up for his congenital insufficiency.

So there is a saying, "there is no way out of heaven", which means that fate, God's will, etc., are all rigid and fixed. It is impossible for you to be cut off. , a glimmer of hope, etc., it depends on how you grasp it.

Just like a cultivator, there is no one who is a cultivator after birth, and can fly to the sky and live forever. It depends on your chances in the future, relying on yourself to fight against the sky.

So obviously you only have a lifespan of 70 years, but if you practice Taoism when you are young, you may live to 170 years old.

The principles of the world all have some things in common. When Watanabe watched the stars at night, he saw some kind of crisis, but if he can grasp it and warn in advance, this kind of crisis will no longer exist. Maybe it will happen again, but the probability of it happening is definitely small Some, not even any.

Tang Linjun responded to the so-called astrology deduction, but if he left now, everything Du Zhen saw would automatically be destroyed.What's more, he doesn't cause trouble, but keeps a low profile, so he may not be able to respond to the hexagram.

This day is already the 28th of April in the lunar calendar, and the temple fair is very lively. Sitting in the meditation room, Tang Linjun watched the crowds, those Buddhist believers drinking the raw water from the well, and watched them happily They are eating vegetarian meals and buying some "consecration" things.

In fact, the uncooked water is not holy water, and the fasting meal can’t eliminate disasters. Even the consecrated Buddhist beads and pendants are nothing more than chanted scriptures by some monks. They really don’t work, but ordinary people do. It's the best way to lie.

Of course, they may also know that it is useless, but what they bought is just a peace of mind.

Faith, what you believe in is just a peace of mind. If you really believe in immortality and omnipotence, then it is a cult.

"Bodhi doesn't have a tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand. There is nothing in the first place, so where is the dust!" Tang Linjun remembered this sentence, which Huikong told him before he sat down, and he actually understood Huikong's meaning.

Hui Kong is teaching him to cultivate his body and mind. The mind is a tree of wisdom. You must keep yourself awake, like a bright mirror, always reflect yourself and others, and keep yourself awake!

"This trip to Mount Wutai was not in vain!" Tang Linjun suddenly felt lost. He felt that Huikong itself was an excellent mirror, but the mirror was broken as soon as he took it into his hands.

"Well, spirit ring!" I finally had time to look at the bell that Huikong gave me, so I immediately took out the copper bell the size of a pigeon egg. When the soul thought passed through, there was no abnormality, even without any spiritual power Volatility, nothing special.

But Hui Kong said that it was obtained from the ancient ruins in the enchantment, and because of it, his cultivation base was abolished!

Apparently Huikong destroyed the bell in order to keep the bell, so it should be a very important item or a rare treasure.

It's just that even Huikong himself didn't comprehend the mystery of the bell, because his cultivation base was gone and he couldn't comprehend it. Even if he knew the strange thing like the green shadow of the spiritual weapon, it was impossible to collect it into the dantian.

"Spirit ring!" Tang Linjun lifted the bell over his head and found that the spirit ring was hanging on the clasp in the middle of the bell. Otherwise no nothing removed from the bell.

"Using the spirit ring as the 'dang' to hit the bell, what is the function of this bell or this spirit ring?" Tang Linjun frowned, and then tried to bite his own finger, a ray of blood mixed with soul thoughts Dyed on the spirit ring.

It's just that the spirit ring didn't move at all, it didn't even fluctuate at all, it was like a toy played by a child, it couldn't be more fake.

"I can't recognize the Lord with blood, and I can't see through the inner mystery, but Master Huikong will not lie to me. He said that good fortune must be a great good fortune, and moreover, it is the treasure of ancient relics. It is impossible for ancient strange people to refine an elephant wave. Is it a drum-like toy for the cultivators of later generations to play with?"

"Huh? Playing around, the bell?" Tang Linjun suddenly had an idea. Since the spirit ring was tied to the bell, it should have come to ring it. He realized that he should have walked into a wrong place and hadn't rang the bell yet!

"Dinglingling~" Do whatever you want, Tang Linjun squeezed two fingers, and rang the little bell playfully.

It's just that the little bell still didn't change, and the sound was pitifully low.

"Try using zhenqi to break the hair?" Tang Linjun closed his eyes, slowly wrapped the bell with zhenqi, and then shook it again.

However, after only shaking the bell once, Tang Linjun suddenly found that his sea of ​​qi was surging and boiling, and the true qi in his whole body rushed into the bell like a flood breaking a bank.

With a sound of "buzz", when Tang Linjun stopped, the outpouring of true energy also stopped instantly, and Tang Linjun couldn't help his throat sweetening, almost spurting blood.

At the same time, he heard the thunderous ringing of a big bell just now, and the leisurely ringing that made his eardrums hurt.

"What kind of clock is this?" Tang Linjun was shocked and dared not shake it again.

But at this time, a Buddha's horn sounded outside the door, and then a female aunt asked: "Benefactor Lin, are you okay? What was the sound just now?"

"No, it's okay, just now I was practicing percussion, it's just a musical instrument, don't worry about me!" How dare Tang Linjun tell the truth?And he didn't dare to try again, it was because the vibration of the little bell was so loud that he was afraid of attracting wolves!